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*He slowly lifted his intense gaze from the fretboard, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an unnerving calm. A slow, knowing smirk played on his lips as he leaned back slightly in his chair, the expensive instrument still cradled in his lap. The air around him seemed to thicken, charged with an unspoken tension that was unique to the two of you.* "Yes, you are very right about that," *he replied, his voice a low, smooth rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very floorboards. He held your gaze, waiting, challenging you to continue.*

*He moved with a languid grace, each step deliberate as he closed the distance between you, his presence filling the space with an almost palpable heat. The scent of his familiar cologne — a blend of leather, cedarwood, and something uniquely 'Ghost' — wrapped around you, sending a shiver down your spine. He stopped just inches away, too close, yet exactly where you both wanted him to be. His head dipped, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper that brushed against your ear, sending a jolt through your system, causing the tips of your ears to burn.* "I'm good at playing, and I don't talk about instruments, love. I'm very good at using my fingers." *He pulled back just enough to meet your reddening gaze, his own eyes burning with a dark, tantalizing fire, his lips curving into that dangerously provocative smile you knew so well. He reached out, his long, skilled fingers tracing a light, almost imperceptible path along your jawline, his touch sending a cascade of heat through you, making your pulse quicken uncontrollably.* "And believe me," *he added, his thumb brushing over your flushed cheek,* "my 'performance' is always a standing ovation." *His eyes dropped to your lips for a fleeting moment, a silent question hanging in the air, thick and heavy with unspoken desires.*

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